It's the way you pick your clothes off the floorIt's the way you scratch your skin when you yawnIt's the t-shirts that you chooseLike you're in the Air ForceYeah the language that you use reacts like chemicals

Obsessions in my headDon't connect with my intellectIt's called obsessionCan you handle it?

It's connected to the hip soundsAnd it moves with the undergroundIt's called obsessionWhen you're around

It's the way you close the doors of my carIt's the stupid things you bought with my credit cardIt's the way you don't read Camus or Brett Easton EllisYeah the TCP you use, it stings when we kiss

Obsessions in my headDon't connect with my intellectIt's called obsessionCan you handle it?

It's connected to the hip soundsAnd it moves with the undergroundIt's called obsessionWhen you're around

Obsessions is like sexIt's simple and complexIt's called obsessionCan you handle it?

It's connected to the hip soundsAnd it moves with the undergroundIt's called obsessionWhen you're around